Boundaries
There was a sense of privilege
Without restraint or reserve
In the selective behaviour
Of the many men that idolized her
As the wind did move to suffocate her
From the very air she breathed
To outrage her
In matters that were unpleasing
She was perplexed
By the avoidance of character
During the many instances
Of her awkward smile
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And when I leave this placeHere I goOnward through to the meadowy lands
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Resided on my abdomenRested like lumberIn a slothful crusadeAbout my enamour

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